This is a song about "Several killer"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Occured everyday for the next several years

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Everyday bless the several people missing.

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor